My little tornado, my little hurican oh. Last day of magic, where were you?

[lastyearstrendx]

Another night of no sleeping at all. Too much alcohol. Too much drugs. Sometimes I feel sort of lost. Other times I just feel happy that I'm giving myself this time to be crazy and stupid and young. I know in a year or two I'll start a career, real estate, something, but until then this sort of rapid fire progressive path to nothing really feels

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[anonymous]

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